The children suckled with greed, getting older as they drank more milk from their mothers' breasts. Quite soon, they passed through their childhood and progressed into puberty. It started getting awkward for Mandy as her son started gaining more muscles and hair. She had a feeling his genitals were becoming fully developed as well and she was too close to her for comfort. Ashley and Jennifer's daughters were starting to become reflections of their mothers. Their nipples rose upon maturing breasts that were quickly growing to match their mothers' in size, their bodies becoming quite curvy and defined.
When the three of them finally stood, they were children no longer. They were now three grown adults with beauty both like and unlike their parents. Jennifer's daughter was a ravishing woman whose figure out-shown her mother's, but she had a darker complexion than either her or Bobby's and her hair that had started brown had turned jet black. Ashley's daughter was as light as her cousin was dark, her hair pale to almost silver and her skin was porcelain in color and texture. Mandy's son was an impressive example of manhood, he stood taller than the other men in the room with muscles thicker than any of them and plenty of hair on his body and a small beard, though it was a darker red than his mother's orange-blonde.
There was something very imposing about the three of them. Power seemed to radiate from them. If the purple eyes and pointed ears didn't give them away, it was this aura that would have told anyone these were more than mere humans. There was also a dark delight in their faces that did not belong on ones who were so recently born.
"Finally, after all these centuries, we are reborn," said Jennifer's daughter, waving her hand and causing a black dress to appear on her body.
"And Merlin thought we could be locked away forever," said Ashley's daughter as she conjured a white dress for herself.
"He'll pay dearly for our long imprisonment," said Mandy's son as dark robes clothed him.
"Wait, you guys know Merlin?" asked Bobby, more than a little confused about everything.
His daughter gave him a cold smile and said, "We've known Merlin for a very, very long time. I hope the legend of Morgan le Fay still lives on in this time."
Bobby paled at that. "Morgan le Fay?" he asked weakly before looking at Mandy's son, "Then you must be..."
"Sir Mordred, of course," said the dark knight before indicating Ashley's daughter, "And this is the Lady Nimue."
Nimue gave Bobby a cold smile and said, "Ever since the fall of Camelot, Merlin has kept us from being reborn into this world. He goes on with his little magic shop while we have to wait in limbo for some mortal to provide the key to our release. And now you've given us the means to finally assume mortal form again."
"Yes, our dear 'parents'," said Morgan, her tone condescending, "You've played your roles very well. But we no longer need use of you for substance."